July 20, 2018 RSS feed / Travel

Ode to my Father

Part 3: Roman Candles

My father remembered that on Christmas day during World War I, Greeleyville was cool enough for a fire in the fireplace but warm enough for the windows to be wide open. Daddy blamed that strange weather for the following events of his childhood. More...

Part 4: Papa was a mailman

When my father was born, my grandfather (Papa) was clerking for the company store of Mallard Lumber Company. Daddy remembered often waiting for Papa to come home after work worrying that Papa had gotten lost. More...